Nick Eastwood: Horny naughty sister

"Ohhhhhhh, yes, yesssssss," Vicky hissed. He'd hit pay dirt. Most women loved to have their clits tongued, and his sister was no exception. Van began to lash his big wet tongue up and down over her clit, and she sobbed in ecstasy. Hot juice sizzled from her cunt, soaking his jerking chin, and under his lashing tongue he could feel her cunt swelling into its own tiny hard-on. Instinctively she arched her body upward, shoving her clit greedily against his tongue.

"Ohhhhhhh, Van, that's so good," she wept.

"I'll get you off that way," he promised.

Vicky knew that it was all wrong to be doing these intimate things with her own brother, but she just couldn't stop. Her need was too great, and the things he was doing to her felt too good. She kept her body arched, her legs wide open, and dizzily watched Van's head bouncing up and down between her thighs. Each lash of his tongue on her swollen clit was heavenly, and she felt herself hurtling toward an urgently-needed orgasm.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, yesssss, I love it!" she wailed.

Vaguely she thought of Ted Hansen, the man she hoped to become seriously involved with, but his image faded fast. All that existed for her was the delicious moment, her brother's expert tongue whipping her clit into erection. Each rough lick almost sent her flying off the floor. Her eyes rolled, then closed tightly, and she clawed the mat they were lying on. She was teetering right on the brink of coming – and then suddenly she was over the edge.

"Ooooooo, Van, ooohhhh, I'm coming!" she howled.

Van almost came along with her. In spite of all his experience with women, in so many different countries, this was the kinkiest thing he'd ever done – making love to his own sister. And now she was coming from his pussy eating, coming so violently that he couldn't keep his stabbing tongue on target. Instead he shoved his hands under her churning little ass and held her in place, then jammed his mouth onto her squirting clit and sucked it hard.

"Ohhhhhhh, God, I don't believe this," Vicky sobbed, "I'm gonna come again!"

Sure enough, she'd hardly come down from her first body-wracking climax before her brother's sucking lips brought her to the brink of another one. She was still quivering with the delicious after-shocks of her first come when Van clamped his lips around her clit and began to suck her off. The sensations were fantastic. Keeping her eyes screwed shut, blatting out everything else, she hurtled into orbit once more.

"You did it," she moaned, "I'm coming! Ohhhhh, Van, am I ever coming!"

Van's cock gave a horny lurch and dripped hot cream as he sucked his beautiful sister into another howling orgasm. His whole face was drenched with her thickly flooding come-juice by the time he'd finished with her. As she began to go limp, he gently laid her back on the mat and raised his face from her soaked pussy. Vicky blushed but looked grateful. Again he noted how lusty she was but how inhibited about expressing it. He'd be smart to proceed very cautiously with her in order not to frighten her off.

"Did you enjoy that, Sis?" he smiled.

"Yes, Van," she confessed with a blush, "but we really shouldn't…"

"Don't worry about that now," he interrupted. "We can have a nice long talk about it later. Right now you have work to do, young lady. I got you off, and now it's time to return the favor."

Without waiting for a reply, he took her hand and placed it on his cock as he stretched out beside her. Automatically Vicky rolled onto her side, facing him, and stared at the swollen blue-veined column of meat. It felt smooth and hot and throbbing under her fingers, delicious to touch. Looking urgently horny, Van firmly curled her fingers around his pulsating prick.

"Do it for me, honey," he begged, "jack me off."

After the delicious way he'd satisfied her, Vicky felt she just couldn't refuse to satisfy him. And besides, she loved playing with his handsome hard prick. Eagerly she began to pump his meat, feeling the taut smooth outer skin and the hard molten core inside. Van snorted with lust and shivered as his little sister's hot fist jerked up and down his lust engorged boner.

"Yeah, baby, that's it," he panted, "keep it fast and firm, and don't stop."

Vicky didn't have to be persuaded – she never wanted to stop. Jacking off her handsome brother was the most exciting thing she'd ever done. Her fist worked eagerly, moving faster and faster, and she watched thick hot cream ooze from the cleft of his cock. It dribbled down to wet her fingers, and her pumping got slick and easy. Van was red-faced with lust by now and breathing harshly.

"Yeah, that's great, honey," he panted, "I'm almost there. You wanna catch it in your mouth?"

Vicky found herself nodding eagerly. When Nick had forced her to go down on him, she'd secretly loved the taste of his cock. She wanted to taste that salty cream again. Still swiftly and firmly pumping her brother's violently throbbing dick, she got to her knees beside him, dipped her head low, and opened her lips wide. As she brought them down around Van's engorged drooling cockhead, the excitement of the incestuous contact overwhelmed him.

"Awwwwww, fuckin' Christ, eat it!" he roared.

Vicky's mouth was suddenly flooded with his delicious spurting come. She wasn't prepared. Her cheeks bulged, and hot jizz spurted from the corners of her lips. Quickly she gulped his load, just in time to get another sizzling mouthful. At last Van slumped back, panting and satisfied. Vicky jerked away from him, blushing furiously.

"I'm going to get dressed, Van!" she squeaked. "I'll meet you in the car."

Sitting in the car waiting for him, Vicky could hardly believe she'd just made love to her own brother. She must have been pretty hard up to do a thing like that. Or was it as she'd suspected – that her mother's bitter teachings had made her unable to respond to a normal relationship? She certainly hoped not, but she couldn't deny the almost hypnotic attraction Van had for her.

She reddened as he jumped into the passenger seat, and she quickly started the engine. "Want to go out to eat?" she asked, trying to sound casual. "Or would you rather I fixed something at home?"

To her relief, Van didn't come on to her or say a thing about what they'd just done. "We've got a lot of things to tell each other," he said, "private things, so why don't we just eat at home?"

"That suits me fine," Vicky smiled.

They kept things casual all through dinner, comparing notes about their lives, but by the time they retired to the living room with after dinner drinks, Vicky began to feel her lust returning, and she wondered how she was going to spend a whole evening in the company of this sexy guy who just happened to be her brother. How was she going to keep her self-control with him sitting right there beside her and turning her on like crazy?

She didn't know it, but Van was having similar thoughts. It was all he could do to keep from throwing himself onto her and fucking her, yet he knew it would be a mistake to use force or to move too quickly with this inhibited young woman. Instead he eased closer to her as they talked, finally draping his arm around her shoulders. She blushed but didn't pull away.

"About what happened at the sauna," he began.

"Oh, Van, I don't even want to talk about it," Vicky said, hotly embarrassed.

"We have to talk about it, Vicky," he said gently. "It's there between us. It's not gonna go away. So I have a suggestion to make."

"What's that?" she asked nervously.

"Well, we can spend the whole visit horny and lusting for each other," Van said with a smile, "or we can go on getting each other off in innocent ways, like we did at the sauna. I mean we did it once, and we didn't go straight to hell, right? So why not go on doing it?"